
[~*~] :Carly Krause: [~*~]
Courage is a bad thing. It usually follows pain...
Carly blushed as she heard Bronxs' voice threw the mumbles of the other children around her. She smiled and looked up threw her thick black strands that hung in her face. She waved gingerly as she pulled out her biology text book and her green biology note book. She organized everything neatly on her desk and began to twirl her fingers into the ends of her hair- as most girls do when they flirt.
[[lol im bored...]]
But if pain comes after... What have you lived for?